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Professor Remus J. Lupin (galarusblaidd) wrote in breaking_point,
@ 2010-11-13 12:41:00

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*complete, 2025 11, character: remus lupin, dead character: lily luna lestrange

RP: Remus and Lily (and Hope)
Who: Remus Lupin, Lily Lestrange, Hope Lestrange
Where: St. Mungo's
When: Saturday, 13 November, 2025 - morning
Summary: Remus comes to visit while he has the chance...and he's a sucker for babies.

Remus hadn't been certain he'd be allowed to see Lily, especially seeing as he wasn't technically family. But, he had to try while he could. He'd made a promise to his friend's memory to be there for his daughter however he could. And now there was a grandchild to be there for as well.

Still, he didn't have much of a hassle getting to see her. He'd given his name, turned over his wand, and been shown into her room.

Remus had plans to see James with Sirius later, try to work out where they stood as friends, family. He didn't know how that was going to go. But, it didn't matter just then. It was difficult to be concerned about problems amoung old friends when there was a new little one to celebrate the arrival of, even if Remus couldn't help wishing his friend could have been there to see his new grandchild.

Peeking in on the new mother and baby, Remus smiled as softly as he spoke, not wanting to disturb her if she was resting. "How is the new mother today?"

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galarusblaidd
2010-11-16 04:33 pm UTC (link)

Remus knew that sitting position all too well. It was one he still adopted himself when it was all getting too much to bear and his subconscious needed to protect him from a conversation that hurt like bloody hell. Not often. He couldn't remember the last time it had happened. But, he knew the sort of emotions that gesture hid. Shifting Hope gently in his arms, he offered her back to her mother, more comfort than he could likely give himself just then.

"Is it?" he asked quietly. "Is it hiding? Or is it letting go of something that's already had power over you for too long? Something that in the letting go gives your daughter a slightly better lot? You have Hope because some Divine Providence gave you a miracle. Perhaps Fate's way of making up for the innocence that was taken from you. You can acknowledge Rabastan's role in her conception, but you don't owe him anything for it. If anything, after what he did to you, he owed you this child."

Sighing, he reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind one ear, squeezing her shoulder gently before lowering his hand. "Lily, there are so many people who love you and who are not going to give up on you. You have brothers, uncles, aunts, cousins who all love you. You have friends who will not forget you or let you forget they're thinking of you. There's an entire web of people ready to support you if you let them. You'll get there and you'll have plenty of help along the way."

He smiled. "Just don't give up on us, either, or forget we're here to help in any way we can."

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potter_girl
2010-11-16 04:41 pm UTC (link)

"I don't know," she whispered. "I don't know if I'm hiding or embracing it or clinging stupidly to it. I just... I don't know." She unwrapped her arms to embrace the baby he laid in them, looking down at her and wondering what on earth she'd ever done to deserve this.

"I just want her to be safe..." She turned her cheek to his touch, and his hand brushed her skin as he withdrew it.

"Thank you..." She blinked away the warmth of tears that threatened to spill. "You've always been so good to me. I hope someday we'll get to weed the garden again, or have chocolate cake..."

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galarusblaidd
2010-11-16 05:05 pm UTC (link)

"Well," he said slowly, giving a thoughtful nod as he acknowledged her confusion, "there is also another way to look at it. Taking your name back, becoming Lily Potter again? In a way, you'd be giving your father his daughter back. Your father loved you very much; he never gave up on you and always believed that, one day, his little girl would come back to him. You could give him that now. I won't tell you that's what you should do. It has to be your own choice. But, it's something to think about."

Standing, he moved to hug her briefly about the shoulders. "I know you do, which is why I don't hope for some day. I know that one day, you and Hope and I will sit in the garden and eat chocolate cake. I know this because you are your father's daughter and, like him, you will do whatever you have to do in order to be with her. So, I know you're going to be well one day because you'll do it for her; whatever you have to do in order to Heal and be free, you'll do it for Hope."

Smiling, he stepped away. "But, now, I think I've stayed long enough and you, young lady, need to get some rest. But, I'll try to see you again before they take you back. And if I can't, I'll write. Promise."

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